Within a week of the end of that rainstorm, there were no less than 100 Indian 'riots' of all sizes within a 1,000-mile radius from South Dakota to Oregon!

White settlement after white settlement was destroyed.

Normally, the obedient Sioux people, as if they had suddenly taken medicine, cut off the head of every white man they met, and hung it on a cliff or killed the corpse of a white man who had used a cross.

Urgent messages flowed into Fremont's hands, and war reports for help were piled up on his desk, two feet high.

But none of this is a headache for him!

- The 'riot' of these Sioux people is more like a venting struggle. They did not have a neat army and did not have a unified command. As they have struggled for hundreds of years, they have fought and killed, and then retreated into the 'territory' that the whites have demarcated for them.

- Riots that lack a programme of action and a clear purpose will eventually subside on their own. As for the few white people who had died on the Great Plains, Fremont didn't think they were worth his energy to avenge them. From the moment they crossed the Missouri River and set foot on the western wilderness, they should have had a sense of death.

What really gave Fremont a headache was that the inevitable war in the south was about to start!

The Texas army repeatedly crossed the Rio Grande and entered Mexico for probing.

Zachary Taylor's scout cavalry was even released far outside of Mexico City!

Just last month, Maximilian, the Spanish emperor, landed in the port of Veracruz. The first thing the Emperor did was to declare that Mexico was at an existential stake, and to call on everyone to join him in defending Mexico!

As the son-in-law of the Speaker of the House of Representatives, John Fremont has a much broader perspective than anyone else.

His stage, destined not to be a small Oregon, or even the entire West Coast of America, will not be enough to satisfy his appetite.

His stage will only be the entire American Federation!

Become President!

Become the supreme ruler of this continent!

This is the goal that an ambitious young man like him should have.

Ever since he had led an expedition across the Missouri River three years earlier, he had been working toward that goal.

After his drastic 'management', now, the entire west of the Missouri River is about to fall into his pocket.

Although the Sioux still occupy this place, the population of the entire Sioux is now less than 100,000. What kind of waves can it make?

Let these people vent their anger and let these people mine, what can you do?

The general trend has gone, no matter how the Sioux toss, they are just dying and struggling.

The end is already sealed!

Even if the Indian Quetzalcoatl was reborn, it wouldn't change anything.

That being said, it will take time for Fremont to truly and thoroughly grasp this territory.

In his plans, at least another two more years!

Two years later, there will be no revolt in the land.

In two years, a transcontinental railway will stretch from the Atlantic Ocean in the east to the Pacific Ocean in the west!

In two years, the Commonwealth's navy will be able to make a detour to the Caribbean and dock in San Francisco or Seattle!

At that time, it was the peak of his Fremont prestige.

At that time, neither Sam Houston, who pioneered Texas, nor Zachary Taylor, who won Mexico, could not compare with himself who won the Western Pacific!

At that time, there is his father-in-law waving the flag and shouting inside, and there is a real credit for expanding the territory outside, who are you afraid of?

With this merit, it is enough to destroy the withering and decay in the election two years later, and win in one fell swoop.

Two years!

He still needs two more years!

He only needs two years!

……

Oregon, on a desk by the window.

John Charlie Fremont, who was 30 years old at the time, was revising his letter to his father-in-law for the third time.

The mountain of battle reports on the table was casually pushed aside by him. It's all the same thing, those Indian tribes big and small, he can't remember so many names. In the short three years he has been in the Northwest, at least a hundred tribes have completely disappeared. Now, it's just a hundred more tribes.

Oregon's gold mine reports are now piled on his desk. This kind of thing that needed to be fought to death in the eyes of those short-sighted Indians was not a big deal in Fremont's eyes.

Gold is such a thing as a cure for almost all the suffering in the world. However, it does not cure a bitter ambition.

It's just an equivalent, and if he can, Fremont is willing to use all the gold of the entire Northwest Continent to buy votes in Virginia, Philadelphia, Maryland, and other states.

In the hearts of young people, the whole Pacific Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean are carried!

"Dear Mr. Speaker—"

Fremont thought about it several times, then crossed out the title with a quill and replaced it with another:

"Dear father-in-law......"

“…… War with Mexico, now is definitely not the time. General Zachary Taylor and Sam Houston, who are desperate to wage this war only to satisfy their own selfish interests, completely put the interests of the Union at ......"

“…… Soaring prices have further pushed up people's living standards, and I think we need to rethink our tariff policy and expand trade with the UK and all European countries. At this point, we can count on President Taylor's support......"

“…… Peace in the South was not easy to come by, and it could not be destroyed by a group of fanatical militants. Zachary Taylor should be removed from office, I have heard that he had a history of taking bribes when quelling the Florida rebellion, and I have very detailed information here, which I am sending to you with my letter......"

“…… You've probably heard a lot lately about the discovery of a lot of gold here, and yes, there is. But it's not worth your attention. Whatever the Indians wanted, we only had to pay a little bit of a commodity like cotton, and the gold would naturally come back to us......"

“…… Those in the east should be encouraged to migrate to the west, where there are already very few Indians, but even fewer whites. If necessary, it's a good idea to advertise the 'specialty' here. They should be told that the climate is pleasant, the scenery is beautiful, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the law and order situation is very good. Moreover, there is gold everywhere......"

***

It took Fremont a whole afternoon to write his letter.

Then he handed the letter to someone he trusted, and ordered him to deliver it to Washington as quickly as possible.

Then he sat down with a sigh of relief and began to browse through the tall 'emergency files' on his desk.

By the time the moon rose, he had already done it.

"In the future, all transactions with the Sioux will be executed in gold!"

"If the negotiations with Turtledove reach an impasse, you can promise first that I will support him in running for governor of South Dakota!"

After dealing with these things, it didn't affect Fremont to carry a gun, take the people and horses, go to the tavern in the center of the street, and have a few drinks.